A change of plan
Jordyn's shared a revelation about her partner in her previous story. She had fallen in love with Lloyd but celibacy was never part of Jordyn's plans. Wanting to help, Lloyd found professional assistance. But counselling alone wasn't going to satisfy Jordyn's need. What her charming new doctor prescribed was more tempting than shocking. I seemed the perfect solution. Jordyn returns for follow-up therapy and encounters more naughty surprises.
The counselling was great. The therapy even better! Jordyn.
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Every visit promised another level of pleasure. I was brimming with anticipation at what Maddisyn and I had planned, a cocktail of excitement, arousal and nerves about today's therapy. I entered the wrought iron gate and paused under the veranda with its lovely heritage tiled floor and smiled at the brass sign that simply said '
Doctor Love's Practice
'.
The exclusive medical centre specialises in woman's health and wellbeing. It was Lloyd's discovery. He said I deserved the best and thought counselling for my sexual frustration would help. After a couple of sessions my new doctor prescribed sexual therapy. I wasn't under any delusion as I contemplated having sex with him under his warm sensual gaze. I shouldn't have made the appointment. But I like doing things I really shouldn't.
I first met Lloyd at our annual principal's conference six months ago. I'm the association's executive officer and Lloyd had recently become headmaster of a private girls' school. The first thing I noticed was how Lloyd's smile lit up when I met his gaze. Blessed with naturally curly long blonde hair, full and firm breasts and legs that looked great in a dress and heels, I'm use to attracting such attention. But I'll never forget that first smile he gave me.
I felt a definite attraction unlike any man, or woman, before. Lloyd's gorgeous smile and his old-fashioned charm were a pleasant distraction. I've never enjoyed our conferences so much. I easily found reasons to see more of Lloyd. We soon became friends and started dating. Well, that's what I thought until inviting him to stay the night after an evening out. A stunned silence filled the air between us when Lloyd told me he was gay. I had no idea.
I rang the bell on the large stained-glass door and soon recognised the distinctive sound of high-heels approaching. 'Hello Jordyn,' Maddisyn greeted with a hint of eagerness. 'Can I take the clothing bag?' she added, my nervousness evaporating with her infectious smile.
'Thank you . . . Maddi,' I replied, emphasising her nickname. 'I thought you'd call me Jordi,' I added handing her the bag. They were our fantasy names we thought would add a little more fun.
Maddisyn's eyes widened suggestively with my humour. 'We're not dressed for the roles yet,' she softly laughed.
Maddisyn's more like a friend to her Guests than the Practice manager. She's a tall and attractive brunette in her mid-20s with loosely curled hair cascading to her shoulders. She provided a tour of the Practice a few weeks ago and I couldn't help noticing her gorgeous legs in a short skirt and heels. Maddisyn made deciding to register as a Guest a little easier.
My pussy throbbed and moistened as the images in our emails entertained my mind. 'Thank you for your help with the emails,' I grinned as we moved towards the Sitting Room.
'It was my pleasure. I enjoyed the planning actually,' Maddisyn replied and her smile turning a shade playful.
The Sitting Room is lovely for relaxing before an appointment. I enjoy sitting on one of the matching couches in front of the white marble fireplace. A chandelier is suspended from an ornate ceiling and the room feels warm and cosy with pastel colours, soft cushions and fine lace curtains at the bay window. The period furniture and furnishings are stunning.
'Would you like any refreshments?' Maddisyn offered as I took a seat and melted into the luxurious fabric of the couch.
'The white wine I had last time was lovely,' I answered returning her smile. 'Will you have one?' I added.
'I don't usually but I might be naughty,' she giggled and the innuendo not going unnoticed.
I began reflecting on what has prompted me to attend the Practice as I gazed at Maddisyn's swaying hips going to the kitchenette behind her desk. That evening at the restaurant seemed to bind us even closer. I told Lloyd that I was bi-sexual and hadn't met anyone as lovely as him. I eventually moved in with Lloyd and months later the evening became known as our 'coming out dinner' instead of going out for dinner.
Our relationship is a unique situation. Lloyd being much older is an obvious difference and yet uncomplicated, unlike or sexuality. Lloyd's kind, caring and affectionate and he loves me in all but one sense of the word. I just don't ignite that sexual spark. I must have been naive thinking celibacy wouldn't be an issue. Self-pleasure is frustratingly never enough. Our distressing attempt at adult role-playing brought the issue to a head. Darling Lloyd would have made a wonderful headmaster for my naughty school girl fantasy.
Maddisyn soon returned with the wine and a selection of cheese and fruit. 'I thought you may like something with the wine,' she smiled placing it on the antique side table.
'Thank you. It looks lovely!' I exclaimed, enjoying being a Guest.
'I've placed you clothing bag in the Guest Lounge next to mine,' Maddisyn mentioned.
I smiled in appreciation. 'Thanks, Maddisyn. I can't wait to see how you look,' I replied, the anticipation obvious in my voice.
A smile played on Maddisyn's lips with the comment. 'Let me know when you're ready,' she mentioned before returning to her desk.
The lounge is off the Sitting Room and ideal for preparing for an appointment. There's a lovely white antique dressing table and mirror for grooming and makeup with luxurious cosmetics provided. I realised why Guests would want to look their best the moment I met my new doctor. My thoughts drifted to my earlier sessions as I relaxed with my drink.
Doctor Love is so much like Lloyd, just several years older and in his late 50s. They're strikingly handsome for older men and with a charming and statesman-like charisma I find sexually arousing. My new doctor obviously likes the company of attractive younger woman. I've noticed his eyes roaming and enjoyed the attention. 'Maybe I have a thing for captivating older men,' I thought to myself.
The initial counselling was wonderful. I actually felt an emotional burden lifted from my shoulders as we discussed my intimate issues. l would have told Doctor Love anything gazing into those sensual blue eyes. I've never enjoyed a doctor's appointment so much as I shared my naughty headmaster fantasy. After a couple of sessions, things started getting even more exciting.
Doctor Love recommended sexual therapy as if it was common practice! It was obvious what he was offering me. It was wrong for so many reasons but the thought of illicit sex was more thrilling than it was shocking. I knew counselling alone wouldn't satisfy my need. My naughty doctor even suggested Maddisyn join us! My arousal must have been obvious to a sex therapist. The sex was amazing and I jumped at the chance of today's follow-up therapy.
'I'm just going to use the Guest Lounge to get ready,' I mentioned, attracting Maddisyn's attention.
We made our way to the lounge and unzipped the clothing bags. 'It's a shame they're not the same,' I sighed as Maddisyn removed the girl's uniform she borrowed from a Guest.
'I'm from another school and we got caught together a lunchtime,' Maddisyn reminded me.
Doctor Love had proposed role-playing therapy for today's session and suggested Maddisyn and I share some ideas in emails. 'Yes of course. Let's stick to the plan,' I smiled nervously.
I took a deep settling breath and we both stripping down to our white lace underwear. 'Wearing front opening bras was a good idea of yours,' Maddisyn grinned at me.
I shimmied into the school skirt and just managed to do up the button-down blouse. Fortunately, I'd kept the uniform that Lloyd brought home from his school for our misguided attempt at adult fun. Maddisyn had similar difficulty squeezing into her uniform. Being much too short and tight made it even more thrilling wearing them.
